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“Where are you going?” the young woman asks. “You didn’t say anything about a trip.”

I let out a giggle then.

“Let’s just say I’ve moved onto the next phase of initiation, and the Cannon Club has invited me to stay at their lodge for two weeks.”

Marilyn immediately knows what’s in store.

“Oh my god, girlfriend, tell me you’re ready. I mean, they’ll be plowing your holes non-stop 24/7. Do you have enough lube? Lingerie? Hell, you’ll probably need to take Epsom baths every night to soak your private parts, not to mention the number of condoms that will be needed. Tell me you have enough, Xen,” she says with a straight face. “You can’t be too careful these days.”

I giggle and wave a hand at her.

“Well, I’m letting the men handle the lube and condoms, although yes, I have my own emergency stash,” I say, waving a clear baggie in the air. “But seriously, with five men, I’m going to need a Costco-sized supply because I have a feeling the fucking is going to be non-stop. And that’s how I want it,” I say with a wink.

“You dirty whore!” Marilyn shrieks with laughter while raising a hand in the air for a high-five. “I love it!”

I high-five her back through the screen and we both dissolve into giggles because this is so ridiculous. Technology makes us do stupid things sometimes, but I love it anyways.

“So are you ready?” Marilyn asks with a devious smile. “To be fucked to Heaven and then back, I mean.”

“Girlfriend,” I say while carefully folding a piece of barely-there lingerie. “I’m planning on being fucked to Hell, not Heaven. I mean, they call it subspace for a reason, and not superspace. I plan on being deep in the bowels of pleasure getting my pussy and ass used until I can’t walk. I fully expect to lose my vision in the process. You’ll have to get me a white cane with a red tip when I get back.”

Marilyn chortles with amusement, her brown curls bouncing.

“Well, I’m glad you plan on enjoying yourself because with five bikers, it’s going to be rough, Xenia. Seriously, bring some Bengay or whatever ointments you have on hand because you are going to be so chafed in your privates.”

I wink at her.

“I know. I’m counting on it.”

But Mari becomes pensive then.

“But are they nice to you? I mean, seriously, Xenia. You’re going to be a biker club’s personal fuckdoll, and it’s going to be demeaning at times. Is that really what you want? It sounds fun hypothetically, but two weeks could be really pushing it.”

I pause for a moment.

“It’s funny you should mention that because they specifically told me that I was going to be their personal property. Like I was a thing, and not a person.”

Marilyn nods thoughtfully.

“Well, if you’re a thing, does that mean you’ll be expected to sit in a corner until someone notices you? I mean, how much autonomy will you have?”

I pause for a moment.

“I’m not sure,” is my slow reply.

Marilyn nods again, her expression still pensive.

“Well, will they be taking your cell away? Do you know?”

Oh shit, I hadn’t even thought about this.

“Again, I’m not sure. That’s a good question.”

Immediately, my buddy straightens, her eyes going serious.

“Don’t let them do that. Or get a burner and stash it at the bottom of your bag because honey, you’re headed into dangerous territory. You don’t really know these guys, except that they’re huge and burly. What if they, I don’t know … tie you up and humiliate you? What if they use whips and chains and all that?”

This is obviously not the time to tell Marilyn about the dungeon I saw in the Cannon Biker Club’s basement.

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